LAS VEGAS — I was sitting at the Riverview Park Activities Center last week in North Augusta, S.C., watching a summer basketball game, and when the buzzer signified halftime I hopped up, ran to the hospitality room, grabbed three bottled waters and returned courtside, handing one to Texas assistant Russ Springmann and another to a fellow writer.

I kept the third for myself.

“Did you think we weren’t thirsty, too?” asked Wake Forest’s Skip Prosser, who was sitting to my immediate left with assistant Pat Kelsey.

“I was looking for one of those trays like waiters have so I could bring drinks for everybody,” I answered. “I just couldn’t find one. But I’ve got you on the next trip.”